Cookies. Cookies were simple. Cookies were good, not having cookies was bad, that was about as far as Kathy had gotten on the 'knowing how she felt about things' train.

Glad we agree, she sent and then stopped texting to start baking.

Three batches of cookies and thirty-five minutes later, Kathy texted a picture of cooling chocolate chip cookies and These will be yours in 5 if the invite's still open.